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so that's what the little birds think of me?
shouldn't be surprised, i guess
should have known they'd be no different
from anybody else
from everybody else
i should learn to expect it
then i wouldn't be so shocked
wouldn't feel so betrayed
because i would've seen it coming
"hi, kettle, i'm a pot and you're black"
seems a little odd to me
is there, maybe, jealousy
of 'something else,' or jealousy
of the opportunity for something else
with someone else
so soon?
time doesn't change so many things
and nothing excuses the lie
so before you call me black,
check out the mirror - you're not so lily-white yourself
you've no idea, do you?
you think i believe you,
because you're so wise and you know i'm such a
trusting soul
maybe so, but i'm also
stronger than you know
i've seen things you can't imagine
i've done things you'd never dream i'd do
i've gone through hell and lived to tell the tale
i told you pieces of my story
but i guess you just don't understand
how the pieces fit together,
what it all means
so check out the mirror
and next time you whisper
make sure you're not being overheard